Written for:  Carpe Diem #1848 Harvest

harvest time
sickles flash in the sunlight -
reciting prayers

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Here is my attempt:

tomatoes, peppers
harvest shared by good neighbors
salsa in the works


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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5 Responses to harvest

  1. rheumatologe says:

    My tomatos are still green, but we share among neibors, too.


  2. Cressida says:

    Like the light hearted humour in this


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